Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 833 Escape to the Magic Marsh Nine

"Call!" Betdiville took a long sigh of relief, so he sat down beside Elaine, leaning his back on the furry fat belly of a stunned white bear man: "It’s safe for the time being. God, How far is this terrible big moor going to continue?"

"The road is still growing." Palamidis had a tired face, but he deliberately suppressed the tiredness and shook his spirits and said: "We can't stop to rest before we reach a safe place. Young people, drums The spirit stays up."

"呜" Saifei can't bring up the spirit. The fall just happened not only caused him to be hurt by the blood of the tentacles, but even worse, he lost even the shield and the rifle in his hand.

He originally only wanted to recycle the long gun and earn the money. He did not expect to lose a sum. Lost dead!

But is this really a loss?

The young Leopard sneaked a glimpse of his father's back, and a warmth flowed into the heart of the Leopard youth.

This time, he was not abandoned.

This time, Paramitis not only chose to save the game, but also saved Safir.

After seven years, he saw for the first time that his lonely father became so powerful. The image of Paramitis has improved a lot in the hearts of his sons.

Reality is not always so desperate, and history will change occasionally.

If it is enough, the loser can also counterattack -

Moreover, you will get a rich reward.

"It's time to deal with your wounds. Don't mess." Elf girl Chanel grabs Seifer's hand and rinses the wounds of the leopard youth with water.

The wounds were bitten by the tentacles of the tentacles, each of which was as big as a gun-eye, spread over Safir's back and arms, and made the Leopard youth squatting. Although they have stopped the blood, they still look terrible.

But I don't know why, Saifei has a grateful feeling for the marsh tentacles at this time.

"Oh, thank you." Saifei looked at Chanel to clean himself up and shyly blush: "The rest of the way I will wash myself, don't bother with it--"

"No, there are a lot of wounds on the back. If you don't handle it well, you will get infected. - Take off your clothes."

"Amount, no, really don't need to be embarrassed--" said this on the mouth, but he was more grateful to the swamp tentacles.

"Tell you to take off, don't stop." Chanel used a dagger to break down a parachute cloth into countless strips. She intends to use these light, thin, breathable gum fabrics as bandages.

Albert just had a fig leaf around his waist, heard the conversation between Chanel and Saifer, and immediately dissatisfied with the cat's mouth: "Oh, I took off your opinion and said that he would not take off. You are not happy -"

"You shut up! You are a metamorphosis that has nothing to do with streaking, and he is force majeure, how can it be treated equally!" Elf girl roared: "Do your job, don't look here. Fore, Brady Mr. Weir? Give me a little resin?"

"Of course." Biddeville took some slimy resin from a heated stone bowl and wiped it on Elaine's wound, then gave the remaining resin in the stone bowl to Chanel: "Be careful with your hands."

In the absence of any medical equipment, they can only deal with the injuries of the players with the ready-made materials on hand, while the heated resin is a good antibacterial drug -

Of course, not all resins are antibacterial. The resin in their hands is an aromatic resin that has always been similar to tropical dipterocarp, which can play a role in sterilization and deodorization.

Bedyville wiped the resin on a terrible burn on the white bear's chest and filled it with the white bear's wound. It not only antibacterial, but also has the effect of stopping bleeding and isolating bacterial infections. The dipterocarp resin, which slowly evaporates after heating, even has a cooling sensation, and is also very effective for burns and burns.

The werewolf then used Elaine's shredded strips to lend to Elaine so that the white bear, which was burnt out and burned in pain, was a little more comfortable.

Of course, this consumes a lot of resources. The amount of resin in their hands is not much.

Their battle with the swamp giant today consumed a lot of wooden arrows, several high-energy burning arrows, and lost three jet propellers, one shield and one long gun. To re-manufacture these things, the effort and effort are incalculable—not to mention that most of the materials cannot be manufactured without raw materials.

I have wasted so much, but I can't get any benefits. Because of the **** swamp tentacles, they simply did not have time to clean up the battlefield and **** the spoils from the big python.

"Hey." Bedyville sighed deeply. He should not lament too much. It is a miracle miracle to survive from the attack of that horrible giant.

Or maybe not.

"Well, it's weird." Chanel frowned at the back of Safir's back, "Why do I always feel like there is something that is still chasing after us?"

The werewolf also felt something. It does not depend on the smell, but on the murderous air that permeates the air.

He raised his bow and turned his head and watched.

The huge black shadows came out from the bottom of the water, and the horrible things scared everyone on the boat!

It’s a swamp giant!

auzw.com The monster was blown into two pieces, and the area below the chest was left in place, estimated to be besieged and sucked by the tentacles;

And the part above the chest, that is, the section of the snake head, can still move, catching up with amazing vitality, it is the most amazing in the species! ——

No, is this really a creature?

"My God, what is the principle?" Chanel looked at the black smog-like thing behind the giant snake: "Does this kind of Warcraft exist in the world?"

Bedieville swallowed a sip, and he knew very well that it was definitely not Warcraft. There is no World of Warcraft in this world that can break into two sections and release black smoke.

Those black, constantly changing shapes, are being used by the swamp giant snake as a snake-like tail, which is a kind of spirit.

It is more like a snake tail than a real snake tail, and every twist is full of viciousness, killing and greed. Since it is so dark, it is not an evil spirit or a dark spirit - the swamp giant is so crazy and ferocious, I am afraid that the latter is mostly.

This disgusting monster is probably infected by the dark, and in the crazy hunting for many years, gradually created this dark spirit in the body;

Or perhaps the opposite is true. The dark spirits existed from the beginning, but only a piece of skin of a large snake was hunting. God knows.

Bediville only knows one simple fact:

Their group of people exhausted the power of nine cows and two tigers to barely defeat the swamp giants who are "Warcraft", which is already their limit. I did not expect this guy to appear in front of everyone in the form of dark spirits (or evil spirits)!

In terms of the current equipment and status of the team, this swamp giant can not be defeated at all -

In other words, they are dead!

At the same time, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the city of Ding Bolger, the base of the Knights of the Northern Heavens, and Edinburgh Bilbao.

Under the leadership of the round table knight, Arthur and his party came to a huge room.

The whole room is full of darkness and steel, which seems to be in the bricks and tiles of the castle for thousands of years, and can never be eliminated.

This room seems to be a training room, but there is no training equipment, just neatly placed thousands of metal-colored lounge chairs.

These metal recliners have high-quality leather cushions that look like an electric massage chair, but have a cover for the head, and the seat has a lot of dark lights when the lights are on. At the time, the entire lounge chair is full of high-tech atmosphere.

"Wow, a beautiful chair. I guess it would be very comfortable to sit on the massage." Husky laughed and praised (spit), but he was guilty, and he must have been deceived by Uncle Arthur. -

Say a good playground? !

In this dark and metal-filled room, there is no playground, no facilities for play, only this large massage chair! The electric massage chair that the old man will like!

Uncle Arthur will not ask them to lie here all day and enjoy the "massage" fun?

Without such a pit person!

"This is not a massage chair, a little fool." King Arthur guessed what Hasky thought. He didn't rush to explain it. He just smiled and put the little Hal on his back down: "Okay, take off." Your shoes are lying on the chair. Let's get started."

"Well? What kind of Wang?" Husky will be suspiciously sitting in a chair and lying on the recliner in the angle of the recliner: "Massage? Wang, I look forward to seeing you."

King Arthur was also amused by the mouth of the canine boy, but he still said nothing and remained mysterious.

Although the heart is still guilty, but the canine boy can not help but admire: this chair is really comfortable, the soft cushion is still leather, lying on it seems to fall asleep at any time.

"And," King Arthur settled down, and let the leopard teenager lay down on the chair on the left side of Husky: "Do you have to go to the toilet first? Once you start, it is inconvenient to interrupt. It’s clean, and it’s estimated to be embarrassing.”

Husky looked at Arthur’s eyes in confusion and was ready to rest in a chair.

"No, I just finished Wang before I left." Husky was depressed.

"Well, let's get started." Arthur also took off his shoes, and the whole man lay flat on the chair: "Cameron, let's do it."

"Follow, squat." Cameron snorted, apparently he was quite vocal about the sloppy decision of King Arthur.

But since they all came, they have let the two little devils know the secret of this computer room, and they can only carry things through to the end.

The Knights of the Round Table reached out and pressed a few buttons on each chair to set up a program for these loungers.

Husky had not responded, and the cover on the top of the recliner was pressed down and pressed against his forehead.

beep! - The electronic device on the cover emits a wonderful vibrato.

"Start connecting." There is a blunt voice. It seems to be the voice of electronic synthesis, in short, not the sound of human beings.

Oh! There is some kind of electrical signal that hits the head of Husky. The canine boy only felt that his eyes were black, his body seemed to be caught by some unknown power and dragged into another world. He has lost consciousness since he has not responded.